In addition to the walking, crawling and standing-up advances, I forgot to mention one major advance: affection.
QQ has been friendly since we first met her. She has been smiley and sociable and even giggly. But her affection has been definitely reserved. Shortly before surgery, I mentioned that she'd started very tentatively kissing me on the mouth. I thought that surgery would really set her back in the affection department. But it has been just the opposite. She is actually more affectionate now. She seems more willing to touch her mouth to mine, in spite of the pain and discomfort (not to mention the drainage of various fluids, which leaves crusts on her nostrils and lips).
This morning, once M. and I were both awake, she set about showing us that she loves us both equally. She laid her head down first on my knee and then on M's, offered a cheek first to me and then to M for a kiss, and repeated both actions for at least 15 minutes, apparently determined to show us that she not only loves us both but loves mostly to have us both withing reach.
I am so impressed by this new affection. How is it that, after we tricked her into trusting us, and then took her to the hospital and handed her over to people in funny headgear who knocked her out and cut her open, she is willing not only to trust us again, but to show us a whole new level of love and affection? I'm so impressed. I'm so amazed and grateful and stunned at her strength and intuition.
What an amazing person we've been given as our one and only daughter. What did we do to deserve her? I only know that I will have to do a great deal more for her in the future in order to make up for all this generosity and faith.
I can't even tell you how much I love this child.